Yep. Figured the whole Burnings shebang would end with a whimper and a whole slew of unresolved questions. (Including the important ones, like “what was so objectionable about Fahrenheit 451 that people were protesting outside Lillian’s store” and “who even were the protesters, anyway” and “who committed the arsons, and why”.)
That was… what, six weeks? And Batiuk couldn’t find the room to answer any of the actual, pertinent questions. Because of course he couldn’t, he was too busy contradicting himself at every turn instead of developing a coherent story. It’s called not writing!
Yep. Figured the whole Burnings shebang would end with a whimper and a whole slew of unresolved questions. (Including the important ones, like “what was so objectionable about Fahrenheit 451 that people were protesting outside Lillian’s store” and “who even were the protesters, anyway” and “who committed the arsons, and why”.)
That was… what, six weeks? And Batiuk couldn’t find the room to answer any of the actual, pertinent questions. Because of course he couldn’t, he was too busy contradicting himself at every turn instead of developing a coherent story. It’s called not writing!